San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-09-20

listener that anyone watching their
faces and not hearing what they said,
would certainly have regarded them as
very dear friends, if not something
more.
AS the skaters glided swiftly over the
smooth ice, Ralph Pasten failed TO OBJ
serve the figure of a girl who was
watching the party. believing herself all
the time 10 be unseen.
Celia Danvers caught sight of her,
and though she could not see her face
she recognized with woman's quick
eye the dress which the watcher wore,
and she knew il belonged to Rose Thorn
bury.
"She is sorry enough now that she
behaved so brusquely," thought Miss
Danvers, with spice of satisfaction;
1T will probably be a lesson To her for
the future" And then, perhaps by way
of enforcing the lesson. Celia Danvers
asked some question: Ralph, and turn
ed her clear blue eyes to him with such
a steadfast glance, and he bent down so
closely To answer, that an awkward
movement on his part made his long
mOustache brush her cheek, a simple
flush suddenly.
Angry Rose saw the movement, and
the deep bushes that followed it, and
she could have sworn, in all sincerity,
that she had seen her own faithless
lover kiss Celia Danvers. She was eX-
asperated and bad-tempered enough he
fore this, her irritation at being left
alone while the others went out for
days enjoyment had enraged her al
most beyond endurance, and she had
done everything in her power to keep
her aunt and cousin at home, but with
out success.
Finding every other plea fail, she had
pretended to be i'll, and had even sent
for the doctor, and declared she was GO
ing to die, but unfortunately for the
success of her scheme, she had done this
same kind of thing before, and now her
aunt quietly said that Mrs. Martin, the
housekeeper, would take care of her
during the day"
Mrs. Martin shant come near me, /
iub' tiit SlSIb vi NilNli liif
exclaimed Rose, petulantly.
But her aunt and Beatrice paid not
the slightest heed to her they knew very
well that there was nothing the matter
with her beyond bad temper, and they
rightly judged that the less notice they
took of this, the sooner she would
recover.
Int,' I hot ,nfv
selfishness, but they can go to their
trumpery party" Rose said to herself,
as she watched her aunt and cousin de-
part; land whata waste of fine Clothes"
she continued cOntemptuously, "as
though anything she could wear would
ever make Beatrice look passable."
So saying she walked to the looking
glass and surveyed her own fair face,
and the contemplation proved so salts
factory that she smiled, and actually,
for the moment, forgot her ill-temper
and all the spite and spleen that had
been gathering in her heart.
Never mind, II have a jolly picnic
of my own" she thought, with smile
of defiance; "Of course aunt will be
scandalized, but don't care, she should
have stayed at home and looked after
me; it isn't to be expected that | can
remain here all day alone. | wonder
what time Ralph will call, he said he
would be sure to come, and when he
does we'll go off for the day together"
Her eyes flashed as she came to this
resolution, her cheeks flushed, sweet
smile came over her lips, and she GER
tainly looked an exquisitely pretty girl,
for the workings of her discontinued
spirit had not yet written their story in
indelible lines upon her face. If she
lives many years longer her beauty will
change.
The charm of color and of feature
may remain for some time, but her
countenance will then be truer index
of the soul within than it shows at
present; and, let the face be what it
will, the soul is not lovely nor Iowa
BILE one.
In anticipation of Ralph's arrival,
and of the long and pleasant day she
meant to spend with him, Rose put on
one of the prettiest dresses, and as he
was still absent by the time she had
finished dressing, she thought she
would walk down to the riverside, and,
taking care not to be seen herself, have
a good look at the people whom Mr..
Commission DanyerS had set himself TO
entertain.
Beatrice will get hold of the little
man himself to be her cavalier if she
can," she said, with sneer; my very
commonplace cousin is decidedly am
bitiOus-I only wish | WERE"
Then she sighed. She would have
resented the truth, if she had heard it,
she was ambitious enough, but selfish
vanity and the reckless ratification OF
every mOmentary within and fancy pre-
vented her from attaining anything
that required patience, self-denial, and
perseverance. So she went down to
the river, and she felt inclined to laugh
as she saw how Mr.. Danvers and Beat
rice were talking together.
Likewise she made some satirical re-
mark soto UOCe when she observed her
aunts milling sweetly, while the old doc
tor, who was widower, was looking
sentimentally into her kind eyes. But
the smile faded from her face, and the
ill-natured sneers died upon her lips
when she saw Ralph Pasten and Celia
Danyers skating together.
Now she had understood why he had
kept her waiting; he had gone with the
others caring more for a paltry picnic
party than for her comfort and happi-
ness, and she was left behind. and